Way Too Drunk for Falling in Love vocal (Remix)

Leather redhead, coolly smoked her cigar. Hasn’t changed much, still the life of the bar. Think of her night and day, but I clearly wasn’t drunk enough to say that to her. Ancient sweethearts. Quite a thing, not a fling. Great to see her, not wearing a ring. Clearly women get no finer. Seemed again I’m falling in love. Downed a couple Makers. Partied with partakers. Threw down with the shakers, then I asked her to dance. Felt old feelings stirring. Background started blurring. You don’t get second chances if you don’t take a chance. Gin and Seven, in heaven with her. Knew there’s nothing more I’d prefer. Also knew the sad truth: I was way too drunk for falling in love. I’ve made bad decisions. Been the object of derision. Started thinking drinking’s more a con than a pro. ‘Just one more’ is slippery. God, it’s got a grip on me. Is it taking more than giving? That’s what I want to know. Out again the next Saturday night. Met another ex looking fine. She’s as hot as can be, then I look to see she’s sitting there with ex number three. Now I realize I picked the wrong week to ride the wagon, give up the drink. All that I can think of: I gotta get way too drunk for falling in love.